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Draco had run out of clothes. Malfoys do not run out of clothes. He hated having to ask his mother for new clothes so soon. Not because he was ashamed to get gifts from his mother, it's just that he didn't want to have to explain why he has run out.

So he trekked down to the laundry room to try to talk to the dryer that currently held his clothes. And yes, he chalked this up to being one of the weirder things he's had to do. He stood in front of the dryer and coughed to get its uh...attention.

"Uh, hello there. I was wondering if you'd be so kind as to give me my clothes." he said as politely as he could manage. The dryer did nothing but the other machines shook as if they found something funny.

"Come on, I've run out of everything! I never did anything to you!" he said, his temper starting to rise. Draco moved a bit closer, which turned out to be a mistake. The dryer door flipped open and smacked Draco right on the nose.

"OW! Damn it! You stupid piece of crap! I'm going to make you pay for this-" he looked at the machine, "KENMORE!"

Draco turned to leave but before he was completely out of the room he heard the dryer door open again. He turned around to see a pair of his boxers on the floor. He knew they were his because they had a little Slytherin symbol on the corner. But instead of being green they had turned red. Gryffindor red.

"I hate you." he says, squinting at the machine "And I'll have my revenge, whether in this life or the next. You think about that."

Draco couldn't believe his spring break was halfway over. He hasn't done anything the whole time. Mainly been moping around in his room since Lily left him. He had been tempted to go to the trip to England. But that would have meant he would have to see his mother and admit that she was right and he was wrong. And he knew he'd be made to visit his father in Azkaban. Which is a definite no. The dementors might be gone but the place was still a prison. He had seen that prison show on HBO. He knows whats up.

Speaking of the telly, The Silver Gals was on. Those little old ladies were sassy.

Draco is rarely on the second floor, unless it's for baked goods. But he's there today and he's carrying a badly wrapped Christmas gift. Usually he had house elves wrap things for him but he doubted the school would ever let him bring one from home. He used Quidditch wrapping paper and the witches and wizards were flying around on it. He thought Lee would be amused by it.

He stopped outside Lee's door and put down the present in a place where Lee wouldn't miss it, no matter how hard he tried. Along with the present is a card that reads: Just in case you missed the redheaded me. Merry Christmas- Draco.

ZOMG don't ask where he got the doll.

Draco is in the common room, trying to write that damn essay for Classics. He tried to do it in his room but he kept getting distracted by the fighting nutcrackers. The red one kept trying to eat the paper Draco was writing on. So he locked his room and let them fight it out.

But now instead of doing his essay he's watching Mr. What on the TV. He was sort of confused, as he was with all television shows. But at least these people had British accents and he understood some of the humor.

Well, b_someone, the third floor seems to be like the "it" place to be. Though I really don't have any preference. I'm sure all the rooms will look like hovels compared to Malfoy Manor.